"NUMBER 2" lyrics
"NUMBER 2"
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, uh
I don't know if it's you, I could tell the truth, I'm not in the mood, yeah
Tell me how you feel, tell me if it's real, but that's nothing new, yeah
On God
Bring that shit together, I could be the glue, I could be your tool
Now you tryna run the show, tryna be my main
But you number two, yeah, oh-whoa
Every time they went and tried somethin' it's a man down, man down, man down
Better not bring your lil' ho around 'cause she fanned out, fanned out, fanned out
I don't know where I would be today if I never went and took a chance out
But I know had it planned out
Still gone, we not even here now
Bitch, I be on my own shit
Yeah, bitch, I be on my own time
Oh, that's your shawty? Then how we still linking?
How come I hit that shit both times?
Asking me questions "Tec, you really want me?"
Keep it a buck, I'm like "No, why?"
"Baby, I'm not one of those guys"
I need the guap and that soul tied
Yeah, see those, costed me couple Gs
C notes to see me on the scene
You gettin' taxed if you not on the team
I do the most, but it's showin' the fee
It probably take a lot to tolerate me
It's obvious, they love the change with the seasons
Only one life, I got only one reason
Said I do it, bitch, I'm doin' it, beastin'
I don't know if it's you, I could tell the truth, I'm not in the mood, yeah
Tell me how you feel, tell me if it's real, but that's nothing new, yeah
On God
Bring that shit together, I could be the glue, I could be your tool
Now you tryna run the show, tryna be my main
But you number two, yeah, oh-whoa
Every time they went and tried somethin' it's a man down, man down, man down
Better not bring your lil' ho around 'cause she fanned out, fanned out, fanned out
I don't know where I would be today if I never went and took a chance out
But I know had it planned out
Still gone, we not even here now
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Jake Calum Mercier, Rio Francisco Lyva
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